Monday, January 16, 2017
The Duchess of Yowl is stymied
Duchess of Yowl: What is this?
Me: That's my new backpack. I'll use it to take my laptop to work with me tomorrow.
DoY: That's going to be a tight fit with me and the laptop. I don't like that.
Me: I wasn't planning on bringing you to the office, Your Grace.
DoY: Whyever not? Class up the joint, if you ask me.
Me: No doubt you would, but we generally do not bring pets to the office.
DoY: I am NOT a pet.
Me: So sorry, I confused petting the cat with the cat being a pet. My mistake.
Doy: (huffily) very unprofessional of you. You're always yammering about picking the right words, you should be more careful.
Me: Yes indeed, Your Grace.
DoY: Now, if you're going to be gone tomorrow, who will be coming to pet me?
Me: If you care to stroll down to the elevator and push the down button, people in it will be glad to pet you.
DoY: That's not funny. You know the elevator call buttons are positioned poorly.
Me: Use your light saber.
DoY: This is another one of those not-funny opposable thumbs jokes isn't it?
Me: I'll leave the TV tuned to Animal Planet.
DoY: Not the scary parts though, right?
Me: No dogs. No wolves. No alligators.
DoY: Why they allow dogs on television I do not know.
Me: It's a world gone mad Your Grace.
at 7:00 AM